Chapter 50 I just want to make you happy

Jiang Zhiyao's words were somewhat tinged with jealousy, but An Shixia moving out of the dormitory might actually mean she's really living with Yan Lingyu.

"Yaoyao, don't talk nonsense without evidence. Even if An Shixia moved in with Yan Lingyu to spite me, I believe she will protect herself for my sake."

He Huaisheng was confident in this, and he also felt that An Shixia's behavior was not self-respecting, but in the end it was all to provoke himself.

She pursued him for three years, how could he just stop liking her like that?

Three years of relationship is incomparable to Yan Lingyu's less than a month.

Jiang Zhiyao's attempt to sow discord failed, and she lowered her eyes secretly: "Brother Sheng, I'm going back to my dorm now. By the way, did you receive the text message for this year's campus publicity campaign?"

She suddenly remembered that she would receive messages around this time in previous years, but this year she had not received any messages.

He Huaisheng felt somewhat indifferent: "Maybe the student council members are too busy and forgot. Let's go to the student council in a couple of days and ask. I heard that the filming bonus has increased to 10,000 yuan per person this year. I was just thinking of getting a new computer."

That's the advantage of prestigious schools; they offer bonuses for everything you do, and they have many investors.

He Huaisheng thought that he would eventually become a director, so he couldn't keep using such a low-spec computer.

Some time ago, in order to raise money for An Shixia, he lied to his mother and asked for some money. Now he doesn't even have two thousand yuan left.

Achoo!

Jiang Zhiyao suddenly sneezed and wrapped He Huaisheng's clothes tightly around herself.

"Alright, let's not talk about anything else for now. Go take a hot shower, or you'll catch a cold."

He Huaisheng urged Jiang Zhiyao to return to the dormitory, and only left with a limp after seeing him enter the dormitory building.

*

An Shixia and the head of the student council agreed to film on Friday afternoon, a day when neither she nor Yan Lingyu had classes.

The main reason is that she doesn't have classes. Yan Lingyu had already finished the school's courses on his own, but for some reason, he still keeps coming to school.

"Brother Yu, you've already finished all these courses, why do you still need to come to school?"

An Shixia always asks questions when she has doubts.

Yan Lingyu glanced at her, then turned his head away: "The company is so boring."

At least I can still see you and hear news about you while I'm at school.

Even if I hear that you're confessing your love again, even if it hurts, I'll force myself to accept it.

I just want you to be happy, always happy.

Even if the person by your side isn't me.

"That's true. Once I start working, I won't be able to experience campus life anymore. I'm suddenly feeling a little reluctant to leave during my last days at school."

An Shixia felt a little regretful, feeling that her university life was a mess and she didn't have many happy memories.

She hadn't written in her diary for a long time. In high school, she would always find time to write in her diary, no matter how busy she was.

I flipped through my diary the other day, and the last entry was three years ago, when I first entered the school.

She wrote about military training, her instructors, and her feelings upon entering the school.

There has been no further development since then.

She started writing in her diary again on the day she had her awakening. She wrote down all her feelings, as if afraid she would forget them.

Writing a diary gives me a sense of fulfillment. The three years of blankness in my university life constantly remind me that I have strayed from the right path.

Fortunately, she still had those beautiful memories, beautiful enough to surprise Yan Lingyu.

When they arrived at the Student Union, the president was already waiting. Upon seeing them, he stood up from a distance, his face showing obvious unease.

"Um, you've arrived..."

He was stammering and didn't dare look at the two of them.

An Shixia smiled and comforted him, "You don't need to be so nervous. Just treat us like ordinary classmates."

The student council president thought to himself: "Ordinary classmates? Even if I wanted to, I wouldn't dare. You didn't see School Bully Yan's face; it was so cold it could kill. Only you wouldn't be afraid."

Actually, Yan Lingyu didn't release any cold air; he just didn't laugh, but it was still quite frightening.

"An, Yan, we've prepared the shooting location, a few indoor scenes and a few outdoor scenes. Look, can we start now? We've also prepared the costumes, they're all brand new, go try them on."

The president silently encouraged himself and finally managed to utter a sentence without stuttering.

"Sure, is there a fitting room here?"

An Shixia spoke gently and without any airs.

The president couldn't help but think of Jiang Zhiyao. Every time she came here, she always acted arrogantly and complained about the style of the clothes.

These clothes would be given to her directly after the photoshoot, and although she said they weren't good, she often wore them after the shoot ended.

Compared to this, An Shixia is simply a god-like figure.

The president's nervousness vanished instantly.

Before this, he had already prepared for An Shixia to be even more difficult to deal with.

"Yes, please follow me."

The president led the way, guiding them to the fitting room.

The student council has many activities, and they have a wide variety of clothes. The fitting rooms are also separated for men and women.

"This is the men's fitting room, and that is the women's fitting room."

The president introduced them and handed the two men their clothes.

Not long after the two entered the fitting room, the door to a conference room next door was suddenly opened, revealing several heads.

"President, President!"

The vice president lowered his voice and beckoned to him, signaling him to come over.

The president walked over, somewhat helplessly: "I won't say anything about you hiding here, but what are you trying to do now?"

"Didn't they throw a tantrum?"

The group hid here because they were afraid the leaders would throw a tantrum, and they wanted the chairman to take the blame first.

"No, they are actually quite easy to talk to."

The president, with an honest expression, continued, "Don't hide anymore, come out quickly. They've already gone to change clothes, and they'll need you for the filming later."

The door, which had been slightly ajar, was pulled open from the inside, and several people walked out in a line.

The last person to walk had a camera hanging around their neck: "To be honest, I'm a bit of a coward, what if the photos don't turn out well..."

The president glared at him: "After all these years of filming, you better watch out! We finally managed to get two big shots involved. If the results are affected because of a bad film, not only will I not forgive you, but the school will not forgive you either."

The photographer shrank back: "I'll do my best!"

President: "It's not about doing your best, it's about giving it your all. Show me all your photography skills, understand?"

The photographer nodded vigorously: "I understand, I understand!"

As they were talking, the two people in the fitting room had already changed their clothes and turned the doorknob at the same time. Everyone immediately stopped talking and stared intently at the two doors.

An Shixia and Yan Lingyu were sitting across from each other. They saw each other's attire immediately and were both stunned for a few seconds before walking out in perfect unison.

"hiss……"